Pier 12 has been very busy recently.
There is something to laugh about every now and then.
After finishing their work, a group of gang members sat at the pier beside the Qinghe River and chatted.
"I don't know who the new two are, but they seem to be at odds with Wangque Tower, hahaha!"
"I went to Wangque Tower to steal six times in more than a month. I was so angry that Bai Xiaofeng used a fire crossbow. If the knife-wielding man hadn't saved him in time, Poison would have been roasted into a roast pig."
"But it's strange to say that Bai Xiaofeng was rescued by Du Buguo. He didn't take advantage of the victory to pursue him, and he didn't issue a wanted order... This is not his temperament."
"Can the owner of Wangque Tower be stupid? There must be some calculation behind it, but outsiders don't know it."
"Maybe he still wants to recruit experts. Didn't Bai Kui invite those two several times? Not to mention the two masters of poison and poison, he is the one who wields the knife, Fengyun City can rival him. It will definitely not exceed the number of slaps. If I can capture these two people, I will be even more powerful!"
A-Xian has just completed a short-distance business trip. This time she is helping city residents deliver a batch of goods to Pier 12. It is a trivial job and the commission is not much. The big forces look down on this kind of mosquito meat, but that's not it. The mosquito meat is enough for the couple to spend ten days and a half.
Moreover, A-Xian is not weak in boxing and kicking skills. She has been in the place of exile for more than three years and has never had any problems with the work she took on. She has never been beaten or robbed on the way. Once she has a good reputation, her work will automatically be done. Delivered to your door.
Seeing that the goods were safely loaded on the ship, A-Xian weighed a couple of pieces of silver in her hand, and when she was about to go home and show off to the man, she happened to overhear the conversation between the gang members.
A-Xian's eyes flashed, and she walked over and knelt down next to a group of big men, "Brothers, what did you just say about poison that doesn't attack medicine and poison? His medical skills are very powerful?"
"Hey, Mrs. Huo, why are you asking about this? Do you want to ask Du Buguo to treat your husband?" Most of the people working on the dock are familiar with A-Xian, and they didn't bother to show off when she came over. He grinned and said, "It's not that I'm attacking you. Poison Buguo is indeed a master of medicine and poison. I heard that he came from the Poison King Valley. He has unparalleled poison skills and few people can match his medical skills. However, there is a problem with this old monster. He never Doctor. I see you, don’t work in vain, so that you don’t have to come to your door to ask for help and get angry in vain.”
"Isn't he a doctor? If he is a doctor, why doesn't he heal people?"
"He's not a doctor, he's the Poison King, hahaha! As for why he doesn't heal people, who knows, he's just a weirdo anyway."
After leaving the dock, A-Xian's mind was spinning, but she still refused to give up.
In the past two years, the man's cough has become more and more severe. He often coughs uncontrollably in the middle of the night. His body seems to be getting weaker every year. She almost went to all the famous medical clinics in the surrounding area, but all she got was shaking her head and sighing.
A-Xian pursed her lips, feeling extremely depressed. She would definitely invite him if he was not poisonous.
The sun sets and the temple is ruined.
"Jie Jie Jie! Broken knife, look what I brought back? Wangquelou's signature aged wine! I heard it was brewed by Bai Xiaofeng's dog coin himself. A small jar as big as a palm sells for four liang or four silver! One sip can cost hundreds of dollars. The copper plate is high!" A wisp of gray smoke drifted into the temple from outside and he stood there, proudly showing off the small wine jar in his hand, "Hey, I don't like drinking, so I'll reward you!"
A thin man who was less than fifty years old. Maybe he had done too many immoral things. A few strands of white hair began to grow on his forehead. When Jie Jie smiled, he looked like a sinister old man.
Broken Dao caught the wine jar with one hand, removed the cork with his thumb, raised his head and took a sip, "What did I hit you with this time?"
"He had no chance to take action this time. I went to the lobby of Wangque Tower and took the wine that the waiter had just brought to the table! I also took the sauced pork knuckle from the table!" Du Buwei laughed with his legs, "Then The grandson set up an ambush in the back kitchen, thinking that I didn’t know about it, and I’ve already figured out all his tricks, so he will be extremely angry this time!”
Duandao lowered his head and drank quietly.
It's been a year. They've been here for as long as Poison Buguo has been fighting Bai Xiaofeng. They've been in danger many times and almost couldn't escape, but the old monster still enjoys it.
Several scenes of him showing up to save people flashed through his mind. Duan Dao's eyes darkened. Du Bugui's ability to survive until now was not all due to luck. Bai Xiaofeng let go. Otherwise, he may not be able to rescue people in time every time.
As for why the other party released the water, he couldn't think of a reason.
Broken Knife tugged at the corner of his lips and smacked. He couldn't think of a reason so he stopped thinking about it. If he could live, he would live. If he couldn't, he wouldn't.
The fragrant sauced pork knuckle suddenly hit his mouth, and the old poisonous man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks didn't look like a good man's face. "Don't say I don't take care of you. I'll share the good stuff with you. You can only take one bite. It's too much." No! You can be full just by drinking, but eating more is a waste!"
"..." Broken Knife held out the Moon-Drinking Knife and pulled the old thing aside, "No need."
"That won't work! I told you to take one bite, and you have to take one. How shameless would I be? Eat quickly! I'm hungry! -"
Qiang——
The moon-drinking knife was revealed, and the blade reflected the old poisonous man's twisted face.
"...Old friend, why are you so ready to show off your sword at me? If I don't want to eat, I won't eat. Why can't I eat it myself? The sword has no eyes, put it away and put it away!" The old poisonous guy got scared and sat down with the pig knuckle in his hands. After stuffing his mouth full of meat, he grunted and muttered, "I don't know what your temper is like. The saw-mouthed gourd still made a noise after being knifed. You talk less than that boring gourd. People who have a mouth don't use it to talk except for eating. Really? Dad told you that your mouth will get bad easily if you don’t open your mouth like this. If you don’t believe me, go back and smell it yourself!”
Duan Dao threw the empty wine jar into the old man's arms, feeling that he had put away the Yue Yue Dao too quickly.
"Hey, I've called you Broken Blade for several years. I've known you for several years. I don't even know what your name is. Boy, tell me what the hell you have done. You have to wander around incognito. ? With your skills, you still have to hide, and your enemy has gone to heaven, right?"
Du Buguo was still there, he looked sideways and saw that the dog man had closed his eyes and was getting ready to sleep, and had no intention of answering him at all.
Habit.
I'm very used to it.
For most of these years, he talked to himself alone. When the dog was happy, he would answer him, and when he was unhappy, he would remain silent.
Fortunately, after so many years, people are still alive and breathing.
Hey.
Thinking back to when they first met, the kid's whole body was lifeless and there was no light in his eyes. At that time, he was really afraid that the kid would lose his mind and seek death himself.
"I have lived half my life and have seen a lot of strong winds and waves. During the most painful moments, I just felt that it was easier to die than to live. But when I passed that hurdle and looked back, hum, it is better to be alive. What is the saying? Come? It’s better to die than to live..." After a pause, Du Buguo squinted his triangular eyes and looked outside the temple, with a fierce light flashing in his eyes, and he let out a jeering laugh, "A mouse is coming, a ? Are you here to die? Huh, grandpa is coming to send you to the west!"
